Swiftcurrent Creek wrecking ball {joining}

Set on 7/11 early am. Scimitar is preferred, but since it's very early in the morning, anyone can reply.

Kaskara had really done it this time. After finally starting to feel like she belonged, even though that meant helping to find the missing Junior, Kas had let her exhaustion override her better judgment. She should have never said those things out loud, even if she believed them to be true--which she did. Scimitar would only laugh at her for letting her big mouth get her in trouble again. They had only just saw each other again earlier the previous day and now here she was, begging for mercy at his doorstep.

She was beyond exhausted. It had taken her twice as long to return to these borders as it had taken her to leave the day before. The dark wolf was staggering on her paws, her eyes barely open as she stopped, barely registering the fact that the scents were stronger here than they were before. For good measure, she back-pedaled as many steps as she could and seated herself roughly, her head hanging between her shoulders. With one last deep breath, she lifted her head and called for Scimitar, hoping her feeble howl would reach him in these early hours.